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I wrote a song

ANTEATER

I am ready
And I believe my time has found an end
Pieces of broken memories
Will never mean much to me now

Keep me in your box of regrets
I'm just another you'll forget
They won't miss me
Another will be found

Life was never worth much to me
And lost is all I'll ever be for now

I am blessed
Cursed and born to walk alone again
Constantly returning never
Nothing to foresee forever

This breath was wasted in this life
I always dreamed of something more
But I will never change
for the world

I'm me- worthlessness and all
And I knew I was always meant to fall
Believe that this is the last time
This life was never really mine

So yeah fuck. I really kinda spewed out my guts into that. Feedback would be appreciated.

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I leave you with this

I don't think I'll be coming back to the MCR website anytime soon for personal reasons. I would like to thank all the friends I've made on this website and basically anyone who's ever talked to me ever. Thank you.
So I leave you with this- one of my favourite MCR pieces of art I've made and a poem I wrote...
So long and goodnight... Kill the transmission.

I Want to Pretend That Some Things Last a Lifetime

I am so in love with you
Nothing else matters
I feel so happy
I smile harder
Laugh louder
Believe
I am so in love with you
Nothing else exists
You are the sun and the moon and the stars and the sky
You are the earth and the air, the water and the fire
And together we are truly unstoppable
We are everything and nothing
We are the impossible
We are the full stop, the comma, the break in between words in a sentence and lines on a page and the space between the books on the shelf

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In light of recent events.../Thank you!

In light of recent events I strayed away from the MCR website. It hit me hard when they decided to split, as I'm sure it did for all of you, and I wanted to spend a little time away from MCR related things to kinda recover. The explaination Gerard posted on twitter made me feel a lot better and I'm currently in the process of writing Gerard a letter. (I'll come back to that later) The soundcloud Ray posted on twitter made me laugh, and I think the DeathSpell demos are really good, the 1st reminded me a little of Marilyn Manson and the 3rd was beautiful and fucking haunting.

THE LETTER!!!
Basically on the letter I'm writing I'd like to right the names of all you who want to say thank you to him.
If you would like to be included, write your full name in the comments, and if you want you could also write your killjoy name!
Please I'd be really grateful if you did this!
THANK YOU

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I am afraid to walk this world alone

merci pour le venin
so long and goodnight

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KILLJOYS DIE

Thank you for the past years as a band you meant so much, and truly I am grateful
Fuck you for ending it with a paragraph
MCR5 was a 5 line paragraph saying goodbye
There was no funeral
You just handed us the obituary and said "Have fun with that."

SOMETHING I AM CONFUSED ABOUT
Costumes and basically everything Gerard has said were all lies?

Merci pour le venim

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KILLJOYS DIE

Thank you for the past years as a band you meant so much, and truly I am grateful
Fuck you for ending it with a paragraph
MCR5 was a 5 line paragraph saying goodbye
There was no funeral
You just handed us the obituary and said "Have fun with that."

SOMETHING I AM CONFUSED ABOUT
Costumes and basically everything Gerard has said were all lies?

Merci pour le venim

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Cemetery Drive

My favourite my chemical romance song and my favourite song of all time ever is probably Cemetery Drive and I did an analysis of the song because I'm a massive english nerd.
ALSO WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE MCR SONG AND WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SONG EVER AND WHYYYY?!?!

This night, walk the dead
In a solitary style
And crash the cemetery gates.
In the dress your husband hates
Way down, mark the grave
Where the search lights find us
Drinking by the mausoleum door
And they found you on the bathroom floor

Okay so for the first verse I imagine the narrator's wife/girlfriend/lover has died- most likely killed herself- and he is visiting her grave in the middle of the night, where he comes every night to meet her by her grave. Drunk and feeling depressed with a bottle of some sort of alcohol, sits by her grave and starts talking to her. He sees her there with him, even though she is buried deep underground, and as he drinks he feels she is their drinking and sitting beside him.

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When I die....

Funerals are so sad. When I die (hopefully a long time away) I don't want people to be sad. I want to be missed, sure, but I would rather people remember all the happy things that happened when I was alive.

When I die at my funeral THERE WILL BE A RULE TO OBEY OR ELSE I SHALT COME DOWN FROM HEAVEN AND SMITE THEE. (or hell, considering I'm an atheist, but whatever)
Rule:
NO BLACK CLOTHING
Okay so I pretty much wear black all the time but WHATEVER THIS WILL BE DIFFERENT. Everyone has to wear really colorful obnoxious clothing.
I want a parade, a choreographed dance routine, cake, and a murder mystery game where I'm the victim.

Am I being morbid? Probably.....

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I LOVE YOU

Today I was hanging out with my sister StaticParanoia AKA Hannah (the one on the right with curly/wavy hair). I looooove her!!! We pretty much have the same tastes in everything and she's super clever and skinny and pretty and taller than me even though she's a year and a half younger (grrr).
I LOVE YOU BB!!!!
Do you guys have sibling(s) and if you do, what kind of relationship do you guys have with your sibling(s)?

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I think I'm ready. Thank you so very much.

I'm finally feeling confident enough about the way I look to be able to post photos.

A couple of years ago I pretty much had social anxiety. I was bullied throughout junior school, physically and emotionally- being called fat, ugly, stupid, being told I looked like a boy in addition to having a 'friend' whose hobby was kicking the shit outta me when they felt like it.

Going to senior school was hard for me- the first 2 weeks I barely spoke to anyone, and even now I still find it hard, I still have a little voice in the back of my head telling me that everyone hates me, but nowadays that voice has gotten a lot quieter.
Now I'm a lot more confident and I've made some really awesome friends since, here on the website and in 'real life'.

So here I am.